Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Malta and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Johnny Clarke to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
The Seeds,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Invisible,
Jerry's Kids,
Sun City Girls,
Pere Ubu,
Y Pants,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Deadbeat,
Outsiders,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Quando Quango,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ice-T,
Bootsy Collins,
Wire,
James White and The Blacks,
Bob Dylan,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Groovy Waters,
Fela Kuti,
Sister Nancy,
Schoolly D,
AZ,
Matthew Bourne,
Cymande,
Donny Hathaway,
Laurel Aitken,
Gong,
Ten City,
Technova,
Siglo XX,
The Neon Judgement,
The Golliwogs,
Tres Demented,
The Names,
Yellowson,
The Litter,
Tubeway Army,
Wings,
Sixth Finger,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kevin Saunderson,
Altered Images,
Davy DMX,
Los Fastidios,
Skaos,
Shuggie Otis,
the Germs,
David McCallum,
The Pop Group,
Eurythmics,
Liliput,
Animal Collective,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Audionom,
The Blackbyrds,
Wolf Eyes,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.